Lin Wan, a girl who was born with the mark of her parents' despair, grew up wildly in the turmoil and migration. From the crying in the year of SARS, the shock in Chongqing, to the timid youth in the rainy season in Jiangnan, the scar on her neck like a black prophecy was her first and most painful connection with the world. When she thought that grasping love could heal all the rifts, reality taught her the most sobering lesson. In the end, she tempered her own steel and iron bones from the scars.
